#idk why but i feel like it lol

[hellishcircusworld]

"The Amazing Circus Hotel" Character Designs and their sizes - HAPPY LATE HALLOWEEN!!

1. CHARMNI

2. RAGGIE

3. BUBBFTY

4. JAXDUST

5. CAINER

6. HUSKBLE

7. LUTNIE

8. ABLASTOR

9. KINGDAM

Yeah it took me pretty long time to color this...but I hope you admire it and you can DO FANART TOO IF YOU WANT FREELY!

Canon ships:

Charmni x Raggie (Charlie x Vaggie) (Pomni x Ragatha)

Jaxdust x Huskle (Angel Dust x Husk)(Jax x Zooble)

Kingdam x Lutnie (Adam x Lute)(Kinger x Queenie)

FACTS:

1. The entire hell in "The Amazing Circus Hotel" is only a game, when Pomni got sad about that she can't leave the game, she made a redeption Hotel that will help other circus people to escape with help of Cainer. (In fact it was another boring adventure set by Caine, he just made their designs new including his.)

2. Ablastor and Cainer are rivalries because Ablastor is "The Card Demon" (aka. Alastor The Radio demon), so they probably will argue because he thinks he is better than Cainer.

3. Valentino will be played as Gummigoo's design

4. Velvette will be played as Martha Mildenhall

5. Vox will be played as opposite Caine

6. Huskle and Ablastor are actually friends, they both love card games and board games as seen in original episodes.

7. Lutnie and Kingdam are almost in very close relationship.

P.S. THE ASK BLOG IS OPEN, FEEL FREELY TO SHARE IDEAS WITH ME AND I WILL DO THEM!!!

I ALSO HOPE YOU WILL MAKE MY FANART SOON! (I wanna be popular like @sm-baby and @endomentendo ...)

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

Yeah, I don't know about you, Fidds, but I'd fold at this 🙏

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[inkskinned]

i wrote an interactive poem for my girlfriend in 3 parts. she said you need to read it.

go here: take only the final quiz or take all 3. i don't mind. it's sad, though. this is a poem about choice. about fate and mental illness and how love fits inside of all of it. this is a poem about a long dark hallway. mostly this is a poem about mango sushi rolls.

good luck. i love you. despite it all, i'm hopeful.

[idontmindifuforgetme]

friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me

[rystiel]

that annoying moment when getting left for dead in the trunk of a car in your 20s comes back to haunt you 40 years later (take a shot every time ford says “stanley”)

[buppkizz]

a very small engiespy moment...

[xxplastic-cubexx]

your movie charles art gives me cuteness aggression

obsessed with getting these asks back to back and yet they both hold some truth i think ...... thank you very much everyone ....

[pklonginus]

:(

[kor0kke]

💖 Caption this

[littlelightfish]

Disliking Tallchuck is a MAJOR skill issue.

[sirazaroff]

We are SO fuckin back

Original by @/soup-erb

[nyaawn]

Cait Sith Carried like a Cat.

[seefasterdraws]

from the homumiko mines

[humming-fly]

It's dark Arthur, pull out your lighter.

(practically I know john is most easily portrayed as a normal hooded guy with a mask but deep down my heart of hearts still belongs to mergo's wet nurse)

[atalienart]

✧*:･ﾟArt summary 2024

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[crybaby-bkg]

“I thought I was supposed to be the one worshipping you today,” you say in a gasp, eyes fluttering close as you grip the sink counter tight in front of you. Bakugou only huffs a little laugh, his nails digging into the fat of your ass before he taps his palm against the flesh hard, eliciting a little hiccup from you.

“‘S my birthday, so what I say goes.” he tells you muffled, the vibration of his words making your knees quake. he has to hold you up, but he doesn’t care, finds the weight of you pressing back into him something he can get drunk off of.

he woke up nearly right after you did, trying to squeeze you close to him in bed but you scrambled out of his hold, promising to make him breakfast instead. you hadn’t expected him to follow you, to press you against the sink, to nip at your neck and kiss his way down to where your underwear rested on your hips. hadn’t expected him to drop to his knees, to worship, to kiss, to taste you. hadn’t expected him to lick you so sweetly with such a rough tongue through the fabric, for your arousal to bleed through onto his waiting tongue.

“Better than breakfast,” he mutters against you, thick fingers spreading you wide to get a good look at your winking hole, how it drools down the inside of your legs. he spits on it, diving back in to follow the trail, his lips puckering as if kissing you in such an intimate way, you think your vision goes black for a moment.

“Make me cum,” you whimper to him, his lapping pushing you up onto your toes, your hips digging into the sink counter. you reach a hand back to hold his face still with a grip on ash blond locks, grinding yourself against him until his face becomes sticky, but he grins all the while. rolls his tongue from his mouth, lets you use him because there’s no better present than being able to please you.

it comes out as a gush, your pleasure. sprays all over his mouth and chin and neck, your cries stuttered and high, your eyes clenched shut, your entire body shaking from the stimulation that overtakes you.

“Even better than birthday breakfast.” Bakugou grins, nose slightly scrunching at the tug to his hair when he slurps at your hole that still drips for him, spitting back the contents once more. he doesn’t catch it this time, just watches the thickness of his spit mingle with your pearlescent stained cum, thumbing open your cheeks to watch your hole clench and unclench from the scrutiny, the wetness slipping down your thighs.

he kisses you once more, a smacking sound, humiliating, before letting your cheeks go. not without another smack on the roundness of them, nipping at the red and warmed mark of his palm that he branded on you just moments before.

“A lot fucking better.” he tacks on once more about the stupid breakfast. you glare at him over your shoulder, even though he’s the one who’s keeping you held up right now with his firm grip around your still twitching hips.

“You’re gonna stop shading my cooking, asshole.” you bite at him, unable to hold back a shudder when you catch his devious grin, the bottom half of his face and neck still wet from your squirting.

“You caught that?” he asks with an innocent cock of his head, pressing another innocuous kiss to your warmed flesh. you tug at his hair a little harder this time, knowing it’s something that the birthday boy loves, especially by the way he’s damn near leaked through his white boxers.

“Shit head.” you mumble, but he only grins wider, his eyes flickering with the promise of devouring you whole today. just as a little birthday treat, he supposes.